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Jerry would have to find a tent somewhere, and inasmuch as there were none to be had here at Linderman, he would probably have to return to Dyea. That would delay him seriously enough, perhaps, so that the jaws of winter would close down upon him. Through the drone of pattering drops there came the faint sound of a cough. Mr. Linton sat up in bed. "Pneumonia!" he exclaimed.
And when the laughter had subsided, she went on: "There wasn't any mustard, and it was the best I could think of. Besides, Matt McCarthy saved my life with it once, down at Dyea when I had the croup. But you were singing when I came in," she suggested. "Do go on." Jake Cornell hawed prodigiously. "And I got done." "Then you, Del. Sing 'Flying Cloud' as you used to coming down the river."
Stores had risen, there were hotels and lodging- houses, busy restaurants and busier saloons whence came the sounds of revelry by night and by day. It was a healthy revelry, by the way, like the boisterous hilarity of a robust boy. Dyea was just that an overgrown, hilarious boy.
Going back it is nothing," he told her, gallantly. "I haven't much to carry, but if you'll take it I'll pay you the regular price. I'd like to leave at daylight." "You seem to be in a rush," Mr. Linton hazarded, mildly. "I am. Now, then, if you don't mind I'll turn in, for I must be in Dyea to-morrow night."
"You mean it's up to me to turn the old one down, after your encouraging him and taking advantage of his work clear from Dyea here?" "It's a hard trail, Liverpool, and only the men that are hard will get through," Charles strove to palliate. "And I'm to do the dirty work?" Liverpool complained, while Tarwater's heart sank. "That's just about the size of it," Charles said.
I get the mail and I come right back. I won't stop the night at Dyea. I'll hit up Chilcoot soon as I change the dogs and get the mail and grub. And so I swear once more, by the mill-tails of hell and the head of John the Baptist, I'll never hit for the Outside till I make my pile. And I tell you-all, here and now, it's got to be an almighty big pile." "How much might you call a pile?"
Before they had traveled many miles he had learned what there was to learn, for Pierce answered his questions frankly and told him about the sacrifice his family had made in order to send him North, about the trip itself, about his landing at Dyea, and all the rest. When he came to the account of that shell-game the grizzled stranger smiled.
I'd rather see you in some profesh that don't stink so, like selling scented soap. There was a feller at Dyea who done well at it. What think you? "'It's a dark night without, says Mr. Emerson, 'and I fear some mischief is afoot! "'But what of yonder beauteous "
I bet five hundred that sixty days from now I pull up at the Tivoli door with the Dyea mail." A sceptical roar went up, and a dozen men pulled out their sacks. Jack Kearns crowded in close and caught Daylight's attention. "I take you, Daylight," he cried. "Two to one you don't not in seventy-five days." "No charity, Jack," was the reply. "The bettin's even, and the time is sixty days."
You may chop the wood and build the fires, but I shall attend to the rest. I'm quite able." "Bien!" The pilot smiled his agreement. "Everybody mus' work to be happy even dose dog. Wat you t'ink? Dey loaf so long dey begin fight, jus' lak' people." He chuckled. "Pretty queeck we hitch her up de sled an' go fly to Dyea. You goin' henjoy dat, ma soeur.
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